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"No, I—"

No?

There was no such thing as saying no to the upcoming battle, somehow War was getting tired of hearing this. The small female had said the same (she was gone now), Charles seemed to not understand the seriousness of things around here. You couldn't politely decline an enemy, they wouldn't listen, wouldn't respect it.

She watched as Charles curled up and covered his face "SORRY!" at this War growled. She tried to grab him by the scruff and get him back up on his feet. "No." she exclaimed. "Don't" Being sorry wasn't going to help him when the real fight was on, when things turned nasty was he going to curl up again and hope for the best?

"Watch." She spread her legs apart to a defensive stance and expecting him to copy it. If he didn't she would tell him to. "Do this." She watched him with care to make sure his pose was correct. She would make a warrior out of him, sure he wasn't as large as her, but anyone could fight, and everyone should.

War was coming.